I knew this would happen. A couple months ago, Fianceephone and I were out for brunch and we spontaneously ordered mimosas: champagne and orange juice.
“What’s the other name for this?” She asked. “Glory… something.”
“Morning glory.” I answered.
“Oh, good. I was just about to say ‘glory hole’ and I knew that wasn’t right.”
“Arrrrrgh!” I yelped. “You know what this means, don’t you? Now I’m going to get that stuck in my head and if I ever forget to order a ‘mimosa’, I’m going to say ‘glory hole’! Thanks. Thanks a lot!”
Sure enough. We went out to brunch yesterday with her mom. Guess what I ordered?
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Well? Did you get what you ordered, or what you wanted?
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I got the champagne and orange juice with a side order of public humiliation.
And FTR, I think technically a Morning Glory also has triple sec.
Mangetout said:
“I thought ‘morning glory’, mongst other meanings, was a euphemism for an erection.”
The above reminds me of one time when I was
playing on a softball team. We played against a team named A.M. Lumber.
After the game, we were having beers in the parking lot and I asked one of their players “Where the hell is A.M. Lumber?”
I was sure I knew every lumber yard in town and I’d never heard of that one.
(Woosh)
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I knew this would happen. A couple months ago, Fianceephone and I were out for brunch and we spontaneously ordered mimosas: champagne and orange juice.
“What’s the other name for this?” She asked. ?
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I thought ‘morning glory’, mongst other meanings, was a euphemism for an erection.
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No. “Morning wood” is an erection. Morning glory is when you get to do something about it
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And your MIL…Did she have what you were having?
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Oh, yes, she dealt with my faux pas with such aplomb (she’s very good at disguising such things and pretending she didn’t notice your gaffe). When I ordered the “glory hole” she said.
“That sounds like a good idea… I’ll have a mimosa too.”
We were out for dinner with another couple. We all ordered our drinks and my friend told the waitress he wanted a Rusty Trombone. She gave him a :dubious: look and said, “Well, I don’t think I can give you one of those. How about a Rusty Nail instead?” He turned five shades of red, I was trying my damndest to not laugh out loud and our wives had very confused looks. After dinner I told her what a Rusty Trombone was and she looked like she was going to throw up.
BTW, check out this videoNSFW and see how many sexual acts you can name. I laughed my ass off when I saw it and my wife was totally lost. I explained some of the terms to her (and even offered to demonstrate some of them) and got a lot of :eek: looks.
Okay, for this one there’s no “clean” alternative. All the references I can find are either the slang term for the act, or are derived from or refer to it. And yer classic Trombone is brass, which don’t rust.